She did not want to be one of those mothers who played favorites. She never had. Suddenly, out of the blue, she remembered when she was 12 and her par...nts had taken her siblings and herself to the county fair. They had stopped at the Guess Your Age or Weight booth. Deanna had been chubby at the time and looked older because of it. Her parents had told her to try and she certainly was not going to let the guy guess her weight. So she told him to guess her age. He guessed 14 so she won a prize.. She had red hair and she was almost as tall as me, about 1,75 meters. She was a gorgeous woman. We started to talk. She told me that it was really nice of me that I was helping her. I said to her that it was my pleasure. She told me that she lived only 5 minutes away from the market. We entered her apartment and I left her stuff on the kitchen shelf. I told her that I was leaving. She told me to stay to have a coffee.I said that I had to leave but she insisted. So I thought that it is just a. “Nicely done,” she complimented me. “So how do you make sure?”I thought about that. “Well, there’s two ways that I can think of,” I admitted. “I could ask for your number and we could get into text conversations, friend each other online and use messengers and emails to stay in touch after I’m released back into the wild.”“And what’s the other way?” she asked, amused.“I could ask you out to dinner and we can see how long before I stop thinking you’re stunning.”She snickered at that. “I think. She'll fall down the stairs or get mugged or wreck her car. You're both adults for fuck's sake. Don't forget that. She's acting like a spoiled teenager and you're acting like her over-indulgent mother." I hoped you would support me on this, David." I'm supporting you the only way I know how," I said. "I'm letting you make your own decisions. I don't think you can say the same about the other party involved. If you want unconditional support, I think you know me better than that. I support your.